They Can't Save A Life

I'm spinning in circles again Just a hot mess on the floor Trying to hold onto someone—something But then I fall, fall, fall. Ground won't hold, oh no Feel the sand take in my feet. Calling, calling "Can you hear me? Can you help me? ...can you save me?" Nothing. Whisper good-bye to it all.

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